Squeeehehehehe.

We're all done with the light bulbs, and they're out in one of the big planter boxes. What an impressive sight! 

I passed my Chemistry professor this morning while I was on my way to photograph the bulbs. He was heading to class, around a half an hour early, as usual. He looked at me and we said hi to one another. When I came into the lecture hall, he told me he thought I was going to skip class this morning (The planters are a little bit past the building where the class is held). I thought that was amusing, but I told him I was taking pictures of "the garden." I saw him admiring them while he walked down the sidewalk, so he knew what I was talking about. He said that they were really cool and that some of them looked like mushrooms. That made me laugh :P 

I might go pick some flowers later. I'd like to keep a bulb or two for myself, and maybe I'll get some other people to steal them too. I really don't want to pick them up again, and I'm sure no one else does either. 

I'm going to talk to my computer science professor today about the major. I feel really nervous, and I have no idea why. I need to go get the cards to fill out, too. I also have to go buy some stamps. That's completely unrelated to declaring my major, but I thought I might throw it out there. 

I can't wait for spring break. I can't wait for warmness. 

I can't believe I haven't done this in such a long time.

I mean, things are changing rapidly.

I think I came close to acing my Chemistry exam this morning. I was SO pleased with myself. My professor even told me that my hard work is paying off and that he's really proud of me. 

I also think I'm ready to declare my majors. I really decided last week, when I was doing my computer science homework. We had to design two web pages, and I don't think I've ever had so much fun doing homework. My professor thought my work was hilarious, and he really liked it. I really like everything we're doing in the class. I'd already done HTML and CSS before, and I was slightly familiar with Javascript. In fact, I wanted to be a computer programmer back when I was 13 or 14. I want to talk to my computer science professor on Wednesday or some time very soon so that I can ask him how terrible the math courses required for the Computer Science major are. 

I'm not that scared of math anymore, though. Chemistry has kind of cured that.

But that's not all. I intend to double major. 

I'm going to shoot for a Latin major as well. Think of it! I'll study dead languages and computer languages! How cool is that? I just want to major in Latin because I love it; I don't intend to do anything with it. I really don't think I want to be a teacher, unless I got a masters' in one major or the other and taught at the college level. 

It's exciting to think that I have some direction in my life now. 

We're still painting light bulbs in GALL. I had to pick them up last time, and that was kind of a fun adventure. I had to sneak into the basement of an upperclassman dorm to get a box for the light bulbs. Then, I carried the box halfway across campus and filled it with light bulbs. One of the light bulbs was broken, so I had to clean that up. The box was overfilled, but I decided to risk it and carry it back to the dorm anyway. I was lucky that someone opened the door just as I got onto the porch, so I was able to "piggyback" inside and back to the basement. The basement is really creepy.  I had to go really deep into it to find the stash of GALL supplies that were hidden away. Since I didn't want anyone else to suffer the way I did, I even split the light bulbs into two separate boxes so that they weren't so heavy and easily dropped. 

I want to live in that particular dorm next year--it's closest to the building that houses my majors, and it's REALLY nice--so it's nice that I get to see so much of it. 

My professors are really entertaining. Today, my computer science professor told us about the meaning behind the name of C++. It made me giggle a little and I felt like such a nerd. Last Thursday, my Latin professor told us about Vergil graffiti. It inspired me, even though she warned us that she didn't want to see any lines scrawled out on the bathroom doors in the building :) I need a new pad of Post-Its... 

My tape sculpture is going along nicely. I've got both arms finished (except for a little bit up near the shoulder, which I'll finish later) and most of both legs (minus some of my upper thighs and one whole foot). I have a plan, but it's just going to take a while for me to complete my upper body. I also like to have a little privacy when I'm doing it because...well, let's face it, I get a lot of odd stares. I try to do it when my roommates aren't around because the sound of the packing tape really does get annoying after a while. I hauled everything into the vending room a while back so I could do one of my legs, and it was so awkward every time someone walked in. I managed to have a conversation about it with one girl, who freaked out and thought I was injured. I had to explain tape sculpture to her, carefully avoiding anything that might hint to her what I plan to do once I have a life-sized, see-through me. 

I'm making a sitting sculpture, so I intend to leave it on a bench. I'll probably use a little extra tape to hold it down, because tape sculptures tend to be really light and wind around here tends to be really strong. I don't really mind if anyone takes it. In fact, I'd probably be relieved if someone took it, because then I wouldn't have to deal with it anymore and hopefully it would make someone very happy to possess such an object.  

I hate to admit it, though, but I think I'm going to need a little help once I get to my head. I might just try a rough once-over with some plastic wrap and packing tape. I won't be able to do either part of my nose or my mouth because...er, I've gotta breathe. I also don't know how I'm going to cut it off of my own face. I cut the inside of my elbow the other day when I was trying to remove an arm (That would sound hilarious out of context.), and that was with a regular pair of scissors. I thought I might try using my exacto knife, but then I remembered just how sharp those things are and just how much damage I managed to do with scissors. Ehhhh...exacto and face... There's no way that'd turn out well.

"These are about as sublingual as an MRI."

I've been taking a sublingual B12 supplement for the past three or four minutes. Er, yeah. These tablets, although very tasty like fruit punch, are as sublingual as the orthopedic doctor's MRI. Yup. Read about that one, if you haven't.

I'm supposed to be writing a paper on human evolution, but I'm not. Obviously. Yeah.

So, I also made another tape sculpture of my left hand and arm today. It's awesome. I don't know what I'll do with it yet. Either I'm going to keep it, talk everyone in GALL into doing even more (A whole human? OH YES.), or strategically place it on campus for shock and entertainment value by myself. The first would be boring, the second one would be awesome if we did a whole person or two (I'd volunteer to be the model, especially since I've already got one of my arms done.), and the third would be also awesome, even though I'd be angry if someone stole my arm. 

The other night, we painted light bulbs in GALL because Eco Club couldn't send them away to be recycled. It was great. Then we made a light bulb garden, which was even better. There were lots of flowers, all kinds of bushes and...plants, a few random bulbs, a strawberry, a pile of poop (inverted flood light bulb), a few frogs and turtles, a few parts of the human anatomy, and plenty of pride bulbs. We just stuck them into a planter and then chalked the top and sidewalk so that people would be urged to look into the planter. It was kind of hard to see the bulbs from the main part of the sidewalk unless you were looking for them. They looked so pretty. I mean, they were actually really pretty. I would casually walk over there and admire them, because I wanted to look and because I hoped that people might be curious and come over to look with me. Several people actually did follow my lead and admire the garden. I grinned each time I saw people standing by the planter when I passed by. 

Tonight Rob asked me if I'd like to meditate with him this summer. I told him that I'd love that. I haven't spoken to him very often lately because we're at different schools--same with all of my friends, really...sigh--but it was great to have plans for this summer. I want to see all of my friends this summer. I miss them.

I really, REALLY need to finish this paper. I've got less than 50 words to go, but that's the hardest part. I wrote the intro and conclusion in less than half an hour this morning, but now I can't add 50-or-so more words because the essay insists that it is complete.  (Oh, and, yes, I DID write the conclusion before writing the paper. I knew what I wanted and where I was going. It works pretty well for me. I didn't edit a single word for this particular essay.) 

G'night.

Buh

So... I still can't upload my images onto the school's server. I have no earthly idea of what I'm doing wrong, and the thing is due in about 20 minutes. I already submitted it via e-mail, though. I thought that, after five or six hours of tinkering around and getting error messages, I wasn't going to have a breakthrough before midnight. Oh well. I'll talk to my professor soon, so at least he can help me figure out what was going wrong. 

Tomorrow is going to be epic. GALL has planned a live version of Snake in the middle of campus tomorrow. We've been collecting apples for the past few days, and...well, it's gonna be amazing, okay? The GALL rules for Snake are as follows: get apples and don't touch yourself. Squee, I'm excited :D 

I've also got a whole load of work to do tomorrow. 

I showed my Chemistry professor my little "hidden talent" this morning. I accidentally used the back of a lab sheet to write simultaneously with both of my hands--normal and mirrored. He mentioned it to me before class and said that he had a hard time writing backwards. He was shocked when I said that I did it with both hands, so I demonstrated. We played on the whiteboard before class. 

Dinner was very good tonight. I'm still hungry, though. Yay almost-midnight! I'm gonna go shower, maybe get a snack, and then go to bed. Mm-hmm. G'night, all.

Lucidity At Last!

I know I've written about my "dream journal" and my fascination with dreaming, particularly lucid dreaming. I've been working for over a year now to achieve lucidity in my dreams. Finally, for the past two recalled dreams, I've been able to reach a lucid state. 

They were both dreams that involved me being in a situation where I thought that my life was in danger--both times I was being chased. Suddenly, I would think to myself, "I wish this would stop!" and then, "Then why don't I make it stop? I'm dreaming." 

Then I'd be really excited and I'd calm down, and I'd have a strong urge to wake up and open my eyes. After becoming lucid in the first dream, I couldn't control how I woke up. I thought it was exciting that I was able to reach that state, though, so I was happy. 

This morning, I was having a dream that reminded me of a hybrid of "I, Robot" and "I Am Legend." I was part of a small group of people who were roaming around and trying to hide from giant robot things that would storm the area and kill people. They would trick us and chase us down. They came out in the dark and in the day, and we would lock ourselves up. There were a lot of other details in the dream, but it isn't necessary for me to elaborate on them at the moment. 

Eventually, we were in a dark underground cavern. One of the robot things came inside and was chasing us. It had almost caught us when I reached lucidity. I held on for a little bit longer than last time, trying to keep the dream from falling apart around me. The robot and all of the people disappeared, and I was standing in the dark cavern by myself in perfect silence. I looked around, trying to bring my dream back, and then I was standing in a completely black environment. I could still picture the reddish rock walls of the cavern, but I don't think I could keep them. Since I'd lost it and didn't think I'd get it back, I just decided to open my eyes. I wasn't sure if I was still lucid or if I'd come back to reality and was just remembering what I'd dreamed. Now that I think about it, I wish I'd kept my eyes closed and tried to do something besides just standing there. 

I'm absolutely fascinated by this sort of stuff, so I've got myself worked up and all excited about going to sleep again. I think I'm getting better at it each time because I'm realizing what's happening, and maybe I'll be able to go lucid and stay asleep tonight :)